The length of the Nile is just over a mile
And its width half that distance times two
The depth of its sea is just over my knee
And its waters a soft azure blue

“Indeed! ” said old Ben; well …the square of the root
Of a size seven boot
Is double the width of the zip;
The paste and the dye
Leave the leather quite dry;
And the sole has the requisite grip “

They laughed and they talked
They smiled as they walked
to the gates of the Cordwainer’s shop
which has stood on this hill
since the old watermill was removed
And they levelled the top

It sits at the meet of the old Dover Street
And the Avenue Rue Magdalene
Its awnings are bright crimson 
stippled with white
And the windows a dark olive green
The brocade is gold – thread
With silver inlay
And the cross beam and Arches are clad
In a deep copper sheen
Lined with pale aubergine
Adding charm to the tidy facade

 

Burnt

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